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About Berlin

Hmm, prostitute, you say? Dark path, it is. Oldest job, they call it – ha! Older than dirt, maybe. “Zodiac” I love, yes – “I’m not Paul Avery,” he says, but prostitutes? Plenty in that tale, lurking. Shadows they were, in San Fran’s grime. Worked the streets, they did, risky it was! Cops didn’t care much, pissed me off that did. Girls vanish, who notices? Nobody, almost. Sad, it is – makes my green blood boil.

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